Date:16/08/97
Time: 18:00hours
I couldn't fall asleep till 4:30 am, but this is not strange to me. I thought of things from the past, such as how much I loved being on the truck with my dad. As a child, I remember my dad coming home very late, absolutely exhausted. I was a night owl! I loved to stay up late, and would ofter pretend to be asleep, but I was actually reading under the covers with a penlight. So when my dad would come home, I would pretend to be thirsty and come into the kitchen to get a drink. That was when I saw my dad, eating food very late. My god I was a pain in the arse! Imagine coming home after a hard day to see a little girl (actually, I still pester him!) standing in front of you asking for a drink. No matter what, he still got up and got me that drink, took me back to bed and tucked me in with a kiss. In the morning, he was up early, gone before I got up (probably well planed!) But on his chair was a monkey with its thumb in its mouth, with a wooden sign around it's neck "Conga Loves You". That was for me. My dad often bought me soft toys, because he knew how much I loved them ( I HATED DOLLS, PLASTIC GARBAGE!!!).
On the weekends, he was home and attentive to all of us kids ( I am the youngest of 4 children
- Figures dosen't it?). My mum would often ask me who I'd rather spend the day with, Mum or
Dad? I almost always chose dad, as I loved riding in the truck, helping him carry parcels on or off,
etc.. Sometimes when he had deliveries to Braeside, he would sleep there overnight because the
Semi - trailers would come to offload early in the morning, making him wait till late morning to
offload. 
equals money!!! (Dad is always on the go. Never could sit
still, even when eating dinner- short of being manic though!). I was often allowed to sleep over in
the truck (mighty uncomfortable despite dad's best effort, but I kept my mouth shut, as the
priviledge to stay with him was Wow!)
Imagine taking a girl to work with you? The guys used to love seeing me, and often chatted too long in my dad's mind. When I reached puberty, my dad conveniently prefered me to go shopping with my mum. I love mum, to bits, but I never really enjoyed shopping, despite all her attempts to groom me into a 'Lady'. (Even now, I sometimes go with my dad delivering things.) They were concerned that I was a Tom -boy. I became a Chamelion. I was a lady infront of my mother, her friends, my friends etc, but with dad I was one of the guys (unless my father thought they were being to friendly!). Funny that! I never could pick up signals from guys, when they were interested in me that is. Despite my Bravado on being tough, I actually was very shy and lost numerous would-be boyfriends because of it. I felt safe with my Dad, and often could never see the dangers of talking to the men, but dad did and was very possessive over me (as was mum). To this day I am still ssssooooo naive. My thought is, why would anyone want to harm me? What would be the purpose?
A lot of what I learnt is self taught, but thats not a yardstick to measure by...thats like tasting the licorice from the same packet (I attempt to be deep here, but fail miserably). I think travelling as much as I have helped, despite always being chaparoned by my parents, who never let me out of their site [( I developed a wild and vivid imagination to escape the confines of my parents possessiveness). Hubby was only trusted to go out with me till a certain time at night, despite us going together for 5 years before we were married.] Then I stood up to them, but boy! where there fights. I never intended to hurt them, but they wanted to keep me wrapped in cotton wool, protected and shielded from the world, and I wanted to experience life. Its funny how we exchange one experience for another, different but yet so similar. I only found out about sex well into my early 20's, of course I new of it, but hadn't had really been told much by my parents or at school. Far cry from those days now, with all the sex education kids are getting in school. I think it is very important to learn about it, before one has experience. Just so you know how backwards it was when I went to school, My mother taught me to read from age of 2 and1/2. The teachers literally screamed at her for teaching me, because that meant that for two years they wouldn't know what to do with me, as they would have to correct the mistakes, my mum made when teaching me. Well they never could correct my atrocious spelling! My schooling was from all the travelling I did with my parents.
I love to travel..So far, I have been to France (Calais,Paris), Italy(Florence, Milan, Cremona and Venice) Switzerland(Grindlewald, Bern, Interlaken etc), England (London, Dover etc), America (New York, Brooklyn, Long Island, Los Angeles, Hawaii,etc) New Zealand (okay 3 hour stop over doesn't count...but I did look out the windows!), Vanuatu (Vila), Fiji (Suva), Maldives (Male-Club Med Farukohlfushi), China (Beijing), Malaysia (KL, Johor Bharu, Malacca), Singapore, Thailand (Bankok and Phuket), New Caladonia (Noumea and Isle of Pines). Wow, I can't believe how many countries, I have actulally been to. I want to travel more. A free spirit is what I want to be. I want to go to Graceland (Memphis), Canada, Greek Islands etc...( I also have shutters over my eyes - must be dreaming again). I was always good at languages and often picked up words from my travels. I might do some courses to teach myself some languages. I want to learn Spanish and Italian next, then Chinese as I already know a few sentances. I looked up the web, but server went down so I gave up...
Have I bored you to tears yet? I have bored myself, when I started writing this entry, I had a
line of thought but as now it has been 6 hours since I have sat down at the computer, I have lost it.
I actually sat down to fix up horrendous mistakes in my home pages (as you would have noticed!)
So I am off to continue my days work...Tomorrow is a brand new day again. Before I go, my
friends at Wellesley, I hope now you realise that there are others who feel the same as you.
The Free Spirit...
Soosh...
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